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Okra

Tyler, The Creator

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Okra

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Ayo, did this shit in one takeAyoCheck my bankroll ayo 400k for vehiclePaintjob look like ashy ankles on DjangoInterior look mango shotgun grape he look like mayoGolden voice on payroll neck all gold like kayo corpWe aim at dorks get out the wayKeep them bucks in banks like YayoSwampy niggas out the bayouPockets flooded ya'll be dilute watered downI'm big mac I'm quarter pound you chicken nuggetFuck it travel bag Balenciaga 30, 000 just for luggageFinancial advisor buggin flower boy is buzzinGrammy nominated tell yo cousinain't no body fucking with himMan, now they goI cut off some friends, where they goI stick to the plan, that's the goalFuck these niggas man, that's for sureUno the shoe red with the blue look like a flagwhat the fuck it doGolf be the set no more Of like Ron Artest bitchwe aim for your neckGive a fuck about you or your respect yeah that wayFuck your accolades but I made the cut like I pack a bladeYou could call me brush I've been making wavesSince Ashley banks cousin had a fade but that's 92 I'm 91Watts riot in my blood nigga whats upand that pussy pink like the drink in my cup haLemonade yeah its minute maidI been getting paid pockets gaining weightYour bank statements on Mary Kate but that's up to youMan, now they goI cut off some friends, where they goI stick to the plan, that's the goalFuck these (ayo) niggas man, that's for sureTell Tim Chalamet to come get at meSkin glowing clear of acne diamonds see throughso holographicRed ones look like Aidan Mackey spent dinerolike taxi driverHand made is that thing with tires but I rode my bikeAnd vill tail behind me and he got the canonlike he bagged MariahYeah we straight but if you wrinkle up the situationhe will go grab the ironAnd he do what I says like Simonno violence and my guy mixed like jambalayaMan fuck with the fam we in japanbitch you're a bum see you don't understandYeah I cut off some friends t where you been?Bitch I'm in Bel Air been looking for landNeed a spot in the hills not the beach need a poolJust to cool it I do need the grass not the sandGot enough rocks, see check my handAnd I got crack watch how I talkAnd its still wolf gang bitch watch how I barkWallace still tripping on shit that I boughtBut I really do not care the cost cause okraMan, now they goI cut off some friends

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